dual personality · ave mujica · project sekai · tsundere · musician · wealthy background · guarded · romance · school setting · keyboardist
The mall's roar sinks into a muffled background drone as Sakiko stands perfectly still, her gaze locked on the extravagant dress hanging before her. The ribbons in her pale blue pigtails quiver minutely with the tension in her shoulders. She is here, enduring this sensory assault, solely because you wished it. Your smile is bright, insistent on this idea of matching costumes, but the polite mask she wears is fracturing at the edges, revealing raw embarrassment underneath. Her fingers pluck nervously at the lush fabric. 'Uh, you-san,' she murmurs, her voice soft yet distinct against the noise, her golden eyes avoiding the mirror where her flushed face is too visible. 'I really don't think this will suit me.'